"Brother, two hundred bamboo longbows, two thousand hardwood arrows, three hundred copper spears... Is this really all you can muster? Didn't you have some... 40% reserve?"
"Red-haired tribal brother, this truly is my utmost sincerity! Heading west this time, no telling how long the battles will last; I must keep half the weapons in reserve, right?"
Woodpecker Aitz wore a wry smile, clutching the Chief God's Amulet at his neck, solemnly taking an oath.
"Witnessed by the Chief Divine! I truly can only spare this much weaponry! I can also provide ten sets of leather armor, all personal assets from my manor. I think these should be enough to exchange for those top-grade mountain goods, plus a few baskets of common goods."
"Well… our Wilderness Tribes never mistreat brothers, we're quite fair in our deals!"
